When my sister and I were little our mother used to tell us about the boxcar children. She would say stuff like. "The box car children would love to have peas to eat" or "The box car children would love to have a warm coat like yours" These may not be exact quotas but it usually involved us complaining about something or another. Any way I think I finally found their home. Now we can send the Boxcar children all the stuff we didn't want as kids. They were hiding up here in ND along HWY 2 all along. We just didn't know it!